Evan comes back in his bedroom in the middle of the night so he can grab my backpack that was in the dining room. "I brought some cookies and milk too." He adds, placing a tray on my lap which has a box full of cookies and a large glass of milk. I move up on the bed, resting my back against the backboard. "Thanks." I mumble, dipping a cookie in the milk and taking a bite in it. Shit this cookie is good. Evan watches me then chuckles, walking to the other side of the bed. He sits down and grabs a cookie himself, taking a bite of it. He slowly chews and I watch him. "It's not as good as it was when you were a human right?" I ask him and he nods, his nose wrinkling. "Yeah it's not the best." "I thought so." After eating three other cookies, I chug down the milk and I put the tray on the night stand that's next to me. I turn back to Evan and I see that he doesn't seem healthy. He's paler than usual and there is a line of sweat on his forehead. "Are you okay?" I ask him, leaning in and he pulls away from my touch. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." "No you aren't." I look in his eyes and he sighs, pursing his lips into a thin line. "I'm just hungry." I lick my lips, moving my hair to the side and leaning closer to him. "What are you doing?" He asks, leaning away from me but I stop him by grabbing his shoulders. "I'm going to let you feed on me." "Are you out of your mind?" "You did it once, a second time isn't going to hurt." "Forget it, Adeline. I'd rather get a blood bag or something." He looks away from me and I run my hand on his cheek, turning his attention to me. "I trust you Evan. Your mom is right, I'm here to satisfy your fill." "What now? You are on her side and agreeing?" "No, I'm saying that let's prove her wrong when she said you wouldn't feed on me but show her that that you can and have control." "I don't know, I don't want to risk it." I exhale a breath and press my lips against his. "I do." I whisper when we pull apart and he stares in my eyes when I give him a soft nod. Evan hesitates before running his soft cold lips along the base of my neck which was burning hot. I'm eager for him to bite me, wondering how the feeling is going to be. I decided to do this so I can't pull away now. His other hand runs behind my neck and holds me still while he opens his mouth, the point of his fangs grazing my tender skin. I stiffen at his fangs biting down. I bite my lip, holding in a cry when he does. Shit that hurt. My blood flows out of my body into his, he is vigorously biting down harder, breaking my skin more so more blood can flow in his mouth. I squeeze my eyes shut feeling some kind of wave rush through my body. I gasp at the feeling, my body running numb and a wave of pleasure follows. So this is what they were talking about how it feels so good getting fed on. I dig my nails in Evan's back, trying to control my breathing but soft moans escape my lips. Evan growls, light sucking noises following. "Evan, control." I breath, grabbing his hair and tugging. The grip around my neck looses and he pulls away, his fangs leaving my skin which also left a sting. I'm panting, catching Evan's eyes which were roaming wildly. He stares up at me with his dilated hazel eyes, letting a smile slip. He licks his bloody lips away before leaning in and kissing me. "Thank you, Adeline." He whispers after pulling away and sliding on me. I let him lay on me, his head resting on my chest while wrapping his arms around my body. I don't care about my throbbing neck and possibility of blood oozing out of the two holes that are pierced. The only thing is letting Evan rest and slowly falling asleep on me. ~~~~~ I need to move away from him. Evan is snoring on me and I want to get up. I'm thirsty and hungry, trying to ignore the feeling of being weak. I sigh, slowly sliding away from Evan and hoping I don't wake him up. Suddenly he let's out a deep breath, letting go of me and turning around. I mentally cheer in my head while getting off of the bed and tip toeing to the bathroom. I groan at my throbbing neck, moving my hair and rinsing off the dry blood. After cleaning up, I put two small bandages on them and change into my own clothes. Eventually I escape his bedroom. I walk down the hall which was quiet and dark. It is night so people must be sleeping who live here if it isn't only the Blackwells'. I go down the stairs and try to remember the way to the dining room, hoping the kitchen is somewhere near. I go through a narrow hall and I find two doors which had windows to see through it. I peak in the dark room and I see that it's a kitchen. Yes! I push through the doors and I find the light switch, turning on the lights of the room. It's a large kitchen and when I go through the cabinets I find some bags of chips which aren't brands I don't know but duh, I'm not in the human world. I take a bag of chips out and I open them, stuffing some in my mouth before going back through the cabinets to find a glass. I take one out and I pour some water from a filter I found in the refrigerator. "Sneaking round?" I gasp at the voice, turning around to see Miles standing by the doors. The glass almost slipped out of my hand but I had time to put it on the counter. "No, I'm just eating." I say, stuffing more chips in my mouth. "Well you did leave dinner rather early." He pushes off the wall he was leaning on and proceeds to walk closer to me. I shrug, taking a sip of water. "Evan wanted to leave so I followed." "Oh yes, Evan." I bite the inside of my cheek, cursing to myself about the thing I'm going to bring up next. "You know, the accident that happen when you guys were eleven wasn't Evan's fault." Miles narrows his eyes at me, rolling up the sleeves of his black shirt.